Mystique stood at the mansion gates leaning on her rented car, filing her nails waiting for Toad. He probably didn't have a car, so she had took it on herself to rent one, told the idiot X-Men she was going shopping for the day, and now she waited. Raven didn't like to wait, it made her aggarvated, she absentmindly blew the dust off her nails.
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